March 25th, 2009
So I glide through the bodies like a snake through the weeds each day I attend Thomas Dale, and each day I accsept a growing appreciation for my good friend, niccotine [sp?]. I've never had such a mental work out as I did today, mostly in math, but in other ways too, such as drama and people moving and bad memories. I write to un plague myself of these apparitions, for they cloud my often clear judgement and leave me in shambles. So, a sneak out to the parking lot with the big bad seniors [no, it's not allowed] to smoke and chat at lunch isn't too much to ask for. I mean, you reader's [usually] don't know me and I don't know you, so belive and honest girl when she says she desurves it, no matter the age requirements.
Nothing happened today really. I guess you could say I'm dreading the reprecussions of my break up message via Myspace last night. I half expect him to show up at my house and strangle me, and the other half expects to get a sobbish phone call or some angry friend type messages. I've done this way, way too many times.
I keep reading and hearing about more lovely spring time effects in other places, not here. I want to see the sun, too! Hear the birds, smell the wet and nurturing earth and witness the rebirth of our earth mother [yeeeeah maaan, and smoke some trees while were at it, duuuude] Ha ha..I crack myself up.
To finish I'll give putting pictures on here a shot. Enjoy!
-Hathair
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